Alan swore that if it weren't for the casualties caused by his soldiers, he would have stabbed them to death with a knife, and if the other party had a word popping out of his mouth again, he would lead the soldiers to charge in a wave, and then stick to the Holy Light Castle to break the net.

Seeing that the old priest was very entangled, Alan asked again, "Do you want to get out?" If you don't roll, Lao Tzu will continue to lead the brothers to beat you until you roll! ”

A group of Beamon warriors who were guarding the old priest's side, seeing that the other party was so aggressive, their eyes turned red and began to shout, seeing that the Beamon warriors who had finally been appeased were about to charge again, a group of priests continued to appease them.

Although the main battlefield was full of gunpowder, it was only tense and did not start the battle again.

But this does not mean that the whole wilderness is peaceful, under the leadership of Zach Jr. and Old Duff, hundreds of fierce beasts and ten griffons are constantly throwing and burning. The bottle, the burned peripheral Beamon warriors hugged their heads and scurried, constantly eating away at Beamon's vital power, and at the same time caused a lot of psychological pressure on the old priest, no way, the only Harpy who could rise into the air had already been wiped out, the acid-etched giant crow and ten griffins, although they flew very low, but the beast elf archers were also captured, and there were no troops on their side who could restrain the opponent's air force, so it was useless to be in a hurry.

Seeing the flickering fires on the periphery and the sporadic wailing of the Beamon warriors, the old priest gritted his teeth and said, "Give us back Mu Shuai!" ”

"Get out of here, Mourinho will throw you into the portal in a moment."

"Dream, don't test my bottom line." The old priest shouted, "We will definitely repay the shame brought to us by the Bloodhoof tribe a hundredfold." ”

Alan plucked his ears when the other party was farting.

The portal behind Beamon suddenly flashed again, and everyone looked in the direction of the light.

After a while, a lion prince in golden armor rode a fire-based earth dragon and rushed over.

This lion prince with an obvious temperament different from other companions, his whole body was shrouded in golden armor, and the earth dragon under him also kept snorting, with a puff of black smoke between his breath and inhalation, and his four hooves stepped on the ground and sparks splashed everywhere, silently glanced at Alan and the people behind him, and said to the old priest: "The beast emperor has an order, everyone retreats!" ”

"This 。。。。。。" The old priest seemed hesitant.

"The Beast Emperor has an order, everyone retreats." After repeating it again in an unquestioning tone, the lion prince rode the fire dragon to ten yards in front of Alan.

After taking off his helmet, the Lion Prince jumped off the Fire Earth Dragon, and said to Eren in a salty tone: "Respected Barbarian Chief, the Beast Emperor does not want to be an enemy of the barbarians in the Great Wasteland, but he also does not want you and other barbarian warriors to interfere in the battle between Beamon and the humans or the Holy See. ”

Alan didn't speak, and Hathaway, who was standing behind him, asked with disdain, "Can you represent the Beast Emperor?" ”

The lion prince ignored Hathaway and continued to say to Allen: "As the leader of the Praetorian Guard in Sand City, I can make a promise on behalf of the Beast Emperor, my name is Caesar, Simba Caesar, if my guess is right, you are the child of chaos, the strongest man in the Great Wasteland, the guardian of the fierce beast forest, Lord Montallon, the chief of the Bloodhoof Tribe, right. ”

Allen was expressionless, but his heart was simply refreshed, his nickname was called out of someone's mouth, it felt really different, it was so cool that it couldn't be done, especially the other party still looked like a big man, although he looked vicious, but his tone was very respectful, it was just too face-saving.

Seeing that Eren did not reply, Caesar continued: "If you allow it, I will order the warriors to retreat, and promise not to set foot on the Great Wasteland for no reason in the future. ”

After Allen's vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied, he pretended to be embarrassed and nodded, "That... Okay, there's still soup boiling in the camp, I'm in a hurry today, so I'll let you go, you dare to break your word and set foot on the Great Wilderness to seek revenge, I will let the anger of the 80,000 barbarians completely drown you! ”

A group of bloodhoof warriors rolled their eyes in unison, and found that their boss was really a draft without opening his mouth, except for the prospective boss Giselle's Dark Moon Leopard tribe and Dylan Sr.'s Nighthawk tribe, the Great Chief Tribe and the remaining two noble tribes have offended you miserably, and it would be good if people didn't fall into the ground, and the anger of 80,000 barbarian warriors。。。。。。

Caesar showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and the corners of his mouth pulled an arc before turning back and shouting, "All the priests led the soldiers to retreat, and lined up in a phalanx around the teleportation array to prepare for retreat." ”

It seems that many of the priests should know Caesar, and the gray command of the soldiers beside him began to gather together and walked silently to the teleportation array at the rear of the army.

Seeing that the Beamon orcs didn't even want the corpses of their own companions, Alan didn't expect the other party to do what he said, and he was really ready to retreat without saying a word.

Looking back, he summoned Babylon the Great and whispered: "Let Little Zach and Old Duff recall those fierce beasts, and the warriors will line up in defensive formation." ”

Babylon the Great nodded and left.

Under the command of Caesar and the priest, the Beamon warriors stopped insulting and shouting, and honestly lined up and walked towards the teleportation array.

When all the sacrifices entered the teleportation array, the fanged wolf cavalry, ordinary wolf cavalry, and Pig warriors entered the teleportation array in turn.

The teleportation circle also used the war song element to stimulate it to a full load state before the sacrifice left, and soon the originally dense Beamon army all entered the teleportation array, leaving only Caesar, the lion prince riding on the body of the fire-based earth dragon, on the battlefield full of corpses.

This guy is also a master of art and bold, riding a fire-based earth walking dragon, and one man and one beast face all the bloodhoof warriors.

If Alan is in a bad mood and stabs him to death, this guy has no place to cry.

A sneak attack battle that is enough to go down in history ended like this.

The Beamon warriors came majestically, walked away in a gray manner, waved their sleeves, and left behind thousands of corpses.

Alan also sighed a little, originally just came out to look for Little Zack and the handsome old man, but he didn't expect to make such a big battle.

After thinking for a while, Alan felt that he was a hero no matter what he said, in his previous life, he was also a cadre in a remote area, since the other party kept his promise, he couldn't break his promise and get fat, so he threw Mourinho, who was still in a coma, over and said: "This Beamon No. 1 handsome will be returned to you." ”

Caesar didn't reach out to pick it up, but let Mourinho fall to the ground.

Alan's eyes narrowed as he felt Caesar, who was shrouded in armor, emit a burst of evil aura.

As Alan expected, Caesar drew a broadsword from behind his back and slowly walked towards Mourinho, who was lying on the ground.

Alan sighed, what is the first handsome of Beamon, what is the hero of the Beamon clan, and it is not a pawn sacrificed under the political conspiracy.

Perhaps hearing Allen's sigh, Caesar said lightly: "Legion commander Mourinho, serious dereliction of duty caused more than 1,000 casualties among our soldiers, and he should be punished with death. ”

Alan smiled and said, "In a few days, will I hear a rumor, a rumor that the first handsome Beamon died under the butcher's knife of a barbarian." ”

"Rumors are just rumors." Caesar's expression grim slashed at Mourinho.

Who knew that the mutation protruded, Mourinho, who was unconscious on the ground, suddenly burst out, and after getting up, his body quickly turned around, and the wings behind him knocked the broadsword in Caesar's hand away at the same time, and the hard wings actually shot out dense feathers.

Allen's eyes jumped violently, and he protected Hathaway beside him, blocking his face with his left hand.

Caesar and the other warriors were not harmed by the feathers they were wearing full body armor, but Allen was the worst of all, with dozens of feathers on his arms, chest, waist, and legs in addition to his face.

Mourinho let out a long roar, waved his wings and soared into the air, Caesar secretly screamed, and the fire-based earth dragon spewed out two skull-sized fireballs in mid-air.

Mourinho's wings flickered, and after dodging the fireball, he glanced at Allen with resentment in his eyes, and instantly swayed a sluggish aura to envelop everyone, and flew straight into the sky.

Thackeray turned and was about to jump onto the back of the Acid Crow.

Alan grabbed him and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Chase him, don't worry, I'll catch him with the dwarves on a griffin." Thackeray was haunted by the resentful look at Mourinho just now.

He is different from Allen, he knows a lot about this first marshal of Beamon, as a senior military fan who has dreamed of becoming the captain of the legion since he was a child, Thackeray has an in-depth understanding of the famous generals of the major camps on the continent of San Cassis, especially Mourinho, this swan patriarch is definitely not a good person, his own strength is not bad, and there are the three nobles of Beamon standing behind him, and it is even more rare that this guy is still a sacrifice, a sacrifice comparable to the cultivation of a magic master.

Alan shook his head and said, "Lost dogs, let them fight by themselves." ”

It's not that Alan doesn't want to chase, but he thinks that such a wonderful and glamorous character, although he carelessly failed under his men, should not die under his own conspiracy, and he feels that although Mourinho glanced at him with resentment, but on his must-kill list, the number one is definitely not him, but should be the master of Beamon Shabak - the Beast Emperor.

Seeing that Alan stopped his men from chasing Mourinho, Caesar no longer cared about etiquette, and rode the fire dragon to turn around and leave, directly entering the teleportation circle.

A moment after Caesar disappeared, the eight teleportation arrays and altars with Beamon's battle banners suddenly collapsed, and it seemed that the priests on the other side of the teleportation array had destroyed the teleportation array.

At this time, the wilderness was already shrouded in night, and in addition to the bloodhoof, there were only fragmented and lifeless Beamon warriors on the ground.

Pulling out a feather from his arm while inhaling the cold air, Alan scolded: "Rely on you. Mother! What about Little Zack, without Lao Tzu's permission in the future, you will run around for no reason, I will let your father pick your skin! ”

It's good that Alan didn't shout, but after shouting, Old Zach remembered that it was all caused by his stupid son running around with Conslet.

The thunderous old chief grabbed the little Zack who was shrinking his head and wanted to run with both hands, and he was beaten up with a fat beating.

In the wilderness full of corpses, the wails of little Zach were remembered.

Conslet, who was still in the Castle of Light, pretended not to hear it, and admired the night to himself.